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To the blind, unclouded sight;
 To the dumb, the voice of praise;
And to all in darkness, light—
   Joy and praise,

To the poor, the Gospel's wealth;
 To the rich, the spirit poor;
And to all His saving health—
   Rich and poor.

To the heavy-laden, rest;
 To the mourner, words of life
And to all—the last and best—
   Endless life.

In the perfect path He trod,
 Still His footprints mark the way;
Out to men and up to God
   Show the way.

Out to men in love that breaks
 Bread of charity with all,
And—thrice blessed then!— forsakes
   Self for all.

Up to God in deeds like prayers,
 In obedience to Him,
And in faith—love's altar-stairs
   Reared to Him.